Torn

"I love it."

Hawks POV

I land on Y/N's dorm room balcony.

She should be out of school by now...I wonder if she's doing any better...

I tap on her glass balcony door.

I wait for a few minutes.

No response.

Maybe she isn't in the room...?

I quietly open her balcony door and peek in.

My eyes widen when I see Y/N unconscious on the ground.

I quickly enter and get down on my knees to inspect Y/N.

Her forehead is bleeding...did she hit her head?

Suddenly, her eyes open.

I flinch and move back slightly.

That scared me...

I look back down at Y/N.

She's just laying there, staring at the ceiling.

I gently poke her cheek.

She turns her head and looks at me.

I ask,
"What happened? You're head is bleeding...does it hurt?"

Y/N silently sits up straight, then stands up.

She walks over to her work desk area and opens a drawer. She takes out a first-aid kit and cleans up her head wound, bandaging it up.

Why does it seem like she's done this before...? How is she so good bandaging?

Y/N then puts the kit away and walks over to her closet.

She enters and closes the door behind her.

She's in there for a few minutes and then steps out.

She's no longer in her school uniform...instead...it looks like she's wearing something casual?